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father poem

you are clear
with the sunset
arched the flood
when a deed is done for freedom
sun stepped down from his golden throne
are you awake?
like eagles on up high
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
i stood
little gate was reached at last
often i think of the beautiful town
in the sphere
tripping up, falling down
burly, dozing humble-bee

 



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